Handle w/ care

Im easily hurt and more easily bruised
my heart is slowly mending but it'll take time
someone has already bruised me
people have already confused my sensitive mind

an arm hanging around my brittle neck
could make me go to pieces so fast
it is so simple to force me to tears
b/c i have had such a rough past

one tender kiss on my lips
could make my whole self shatter
im not used to much attention
b/c my feelings didn't used to matter

i am a fragile package
u must handle me w/ care
i have been so neglected
like im never even there